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endless_scrolls) wrote2010-03-07 10:56 pm
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Swallowed Prides
Title: Swallowed Prides
Type: Not-So-Drabble
Fandom: Naruto
Theme: Private Pleasure [ Wordcount: 753 ]
Character(s): Tenten, Yakushi Kabuto, Uchiha Sasuke; brief mentions of Orochimaru
Pairing(s): None.
Warning(s): None.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but these words.
Note: Based on a plot idea originally made for the RP community of![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
circleobetrayal that eventually inspired the fic 'Inheritance of Betrayal.' Theme borrowed from 30_tortures
Dedicated to:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
its_game_time
Yakushi Kabuto was a talented shinobi. In more ways than one. And afer taking his long list of skills into consideration, it was clear why Orochimaru had sought to make the young medic his assistant. His second in command, as it was. Because beyond his medical prowess, Kabuto was also a master manipulator, a crazed scientific genius, and a decently skilled fighter. Not to mention a royal pain the ass. But above all else, he was a vindictive bastard who took silent pleasure in the suffering of others. And was eerily good at it. This was only the latest testament to that truth.
"So nice of you to join us, Miss Tenten."
With a purely sinister and all too gleeful grin, the 'good doctor' motioned for her to enter. An order the kunoichi could only reluctantly follow. As she did, her eyes trailed over the exposed back of the patient already seated on the examination table, the dark edge of his curse mark in plain view for all to see. How long he had been there did not matter as much as how far into the check-up they were. Not too far was Tenten's guess. Because monthly physicals were simply not as torturously fun if she had only arrived for the tail-end of the appointment. Especially when Uchiha Sasuke was the subject currently under scrutiny.
She had expected to be faced with something like this. They both had. After all, vengeance and retaliation were a way of life in the Sound Village. She had learned that from only spending a week under the cruel and vicious social ruling of its shinobi forces. And Kabuto sat at the very top of the pyramid loyally by his leader's side. Granted, Sasuke and Tenten had made certain that the trail of evidence would lead back to a lowly and unassuming Chuunin guard that had a history of bad temperament and behavior. Even by Oto standards. Thus ensuring that neither one of them would be pinned with the crime of setting the lab animals free.
That had been the plan. That had been the results. Or rather, that was the storybook scene that played out for the public eye.
In reality, the two shinobi knew better than to believe it would be that simple. Orochimaru had lived a great many years, half a century at least. And he was just as talented and exceptional as his shared title implied. Something that no doubt transferred over to Kabuto through his long years of service. The others may have been foolish enough to trust in the lie, but there was no doubt in either one of their minds that the 'good doctor' and his master would realize the truth and react accordingly.
"Please, feel free to jump in," the medic continued, and did not hesitate in passing the clipboard of documents and notations over to her, "You've done this before so let's not be shy."
True enough, the kunoichi thought, and tried her best to focus on that singular thought to drown out the others floating about within her mind. Because Tenten had been forced to aid the bespectacled man in his work a number of times since her admittance into Orochimaru's ranks, mostly with assisting in autopsies from a number of his failed experiments. But aside from the lack of poking and prodding, dealing with living bodies were not much different in her experience. Or, at least, they should not have been.
"I've already marked down the changes in his height and weight," Kabuto interjected, keeping to a professional sort of air despite the situation, "But now that you're here, you can continue with the rest of the measurements."
The rest of the measurements -- and Tenten did not miss the subtle way that the muscles in young Uchiha's back seemed to stiffen and still at the words -- which included but were not limited to the width of his chest, circumference of his biceps, waist, and calves, as well as the length of each and every one of his limbs, torso, and back. The more information there was, the easier it would be for them to determine Sasuke's physical improvements and see where adjustments were necessary in his training regiment. The fact that it would place the both of them in an uncomfortable situation -- he with his aversion to physical contact of any kind outside of the battlefield and she with her strained indignation towards anything concerning Kabuto's horrendous research -- was only an add bonus.
Type: Not-So-Drabble
Fandom: Naruto
Theme: Private Pleasure [ Wordcount: 753 ]
Character(s): Tenten, Yakushi Kabuto, Uchiha Sasuke; brief mentions of Orochimaru
Pairing(s): None.
Warning(s): None.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but these words.
Note: Based on a plot idea originally made for the RP community of
circleobetrayal that eventually inspired the fic 'Inheritance of Betrayal.' Theme borrowed from 30_torturesDedicated to:
its_game_timeYakushi Kabuto was a talented shinobi. In more ways than one. And afer taking his long list of skills into consideration, it was clear why Orochimaru had sought to make the young medic his assistant. His second in command, as it was. Because beyond his medical prowess, Kabuto was also a master manipulator, a crazed scientific genius, and a decently skilled fighter. Not to mention a royal pain the ass. But above all else, he was a vindictive bastard who took silent pleasure in the suffering of others. And was eerily good at it. This was only the latest testament to that truth.
"So nice of you to join us, Miss Tenten."
With a purely sinister and all too gleeful grin, the 'good doctor' motioned for her to enter. An order the kunoichi could only reluctantly follow. As she did, her eyes trailed over the exposed back of the patient already seated on the examination table, the dark edge of his curse mark in plain view for all to see. How long he had been there did not matter as much as how far into the check-up they were. Not too far was Tenten's guess. Because monthly physicals were simply not as torturously fun if she had only arrived for the tail-end of the appointment. Especially when Uchiha Sasuke was the subject currently under scrutiny.
She had expected to be faced with something like this. They both had. After all, vengeance and retaliation were a way of life in the Sound Village. She had learned that from only spending a week under the cruel and vicious social ruling of its shinobi forces. And Kabuto sat at the very top of the pyramid loyally by his leader's side. Granted, Sasuke and Tenten had made certain that the trail of evidence would lead back to a lowly and unassuming Chuunin guard that had a history of bad temperament and behavior. Even by Oto standards. Thus ensuring that neither one of them would be pinned with the crime of setting the lab animals free.
That had been the plan. That had been the results. Or rather, that was the storybook scene that played out for the public eye.
In reality, the two shinobi knew better than to believe it would be that simple. Orochimaru had lived a great many years, half a century at least. And he was just as talented and exceptional as his shared title implied. Something that no doubt transferred over to Kabuto through his long years of service. The others may have been foolish enough to trust in the lie, but there was no doubt in either one of their minds that the 'good doctor' and his master would realize the truth and react accordingly.
"Please, feel free to jump in," the medic continued, and did not hesitate in passing the clipboard of documents and notations over to her, "You've done this before so let's not be shy."
True enough, the kunoichi thought, and tried her best to focus on that singular thought to drown out the others floating about within her mind. Because Tenten had been forced to aid the bespectacled man in his work a number of times since her admittance into Orochimaru's ranks, mostly with assisting in autopsies from a number of his failed experiments. But aside from the lack of poking and prodding, dealing with living bodies were not much different in her experience. Or, at least, they should not have been.
"I've already marked down the changes in his height and weight," Kabuto interjected, keeping to a professional sort of air despite the situation, "But now that you're here, you can continue with the rest of the measurements."
The rest of the measurements -- and Tenten did not miss the subtle way that the muscles in young Uchiha's back seemed to stiffen and still at the words -- which included but were not limited to the width of his chest, circumference of his biceps, waist, and calves, as well as the length of each and every one of his limbs, torso, and back. The more information there was, the easier it would be for them to determine Sasuke's physical improvements and see where adjustments were necessary in his training regiment. The fact that it would place the both of them in an uncomfortable situation -- he with his aversion to physical contact of any kind outside of the battlefield and she with her strained indignation towards anything concerning Kabuto's horrendous research -- was only an add bonus.
Aaand... this is what happens when you have multiple accounts w/ the same PB ^^;
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